It was 3 a.m. I was exhausted from taking care of my 3-month-old baby, but I couldn't sleep. As I tried to recall the topics of the five conference calls on my calendar for the morning, I again had the haunting thought that I wasn't good enough for my job-a director position I started shortly before my baby was born. I imagined I would make mistakes in my presentations and my team would lose respect for me. Tormented by these thoughts, I reached for a book from the pile on my bedside table to distract myself. By chance I grabbed the Bible, which I had been too busy to read since my baby was born. As I opened it to a random page and happened on the verse "For when I am weak, then I am strong," tears filled my eyes, and I could breathe again.
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